Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 1687 Cremation
"How about it? Think about it!"

"I'm doing this for your own good. You must be busy with reconstruction during this period, but the materials needed for reconstruction are not a small amount, and you also know the situation around you..."

Yang Xiaotao spoke earnestly on the side.

And the idea in my heart became more and more certain.

When Yang Xiaotao was planning to develop a turbojet engine, he also wanted to find some professional help.

But if you count them carefully, there are indeed quite a few talented people in the machinery factory, but they are not related.

Zhang Guanyu is an expert at designing drawings and arranging plans.

Chang Mingjie, now our focus is on machine tools.

An Zhongsheng is a talent in steelmaking boilers.

As for Liu Xiangdong who had just arrived, Yang Xiaotao also asked him and he was told that he had no experience in this area.

These people are considered to be the talents that Yang Xiaotao recognizes more. As for the others, like Chen Bin and Pang Guo, they are purely transferred from technical workers. It would be difficult for them to do maintenance and research.

As for others, not to mention.

Even in the research and development department, although the people inside have made long-term progress, they still rely more on him and his system.

It is for this reason that Yang Xiaotao feels the shortage of talent.

In particular, the more sophisticated the project, the more relevant professional talents are needed.

Yang Xiaotao had thought about going to other places to get some free money or pick up some bargains.

But these days the number of talented people is limited, and the famous ones have already been taken.

If you want to poach people, regardless of whether they will give them the job or not, you should at least be mentally prepared to be ripped off.

That's why Yang Xiaotao decided to do it himself.

But now, aren’t these people in front of you ready-made?

There are people who do research, people who do technology, and even people who know how to make it.

He's not working on an airplane, he's just making an engine, which is a much smaller project.

Therefore, if these people can get a machinery factory, they can go online immediately.

Even if not all of them, at least a few people will be fine.

So, Yang Xiaotao began to persuade, no, it should be said that he started to invite sincerely.

Here, Yang Xiaotao was talking eloquently and seemed to be doing it for your own good, but Director Zhang began to waver.

In fact, although their 751 Institute has the above sign, it is still a local enterprise in Shicheng.

It was just that the higher-ups assigned them tasks, and after drawing on the manpower, they completed the tasks.

All material subsidies are provided by local governments.

This is the gap between the local government and the central government in ancient times. The result is self-evident...

And what Yang Xiaotao said was right. Under the current circumstances, they don’t even have a place to live.

If I could go to Sijiucheng...

Thinking of this, Director Zhang felt that this method was just like using someone else's nest to lay eggs.
In this way, the tasks of our own research institute can also be completed.

It can also solve the current dilemma.

When the time comes, I will help the machinery factory and just consider it as paying rent.

Director Zhang thought so. As for what Yang Xiaotao said about the engine, he really didn’t take it seriously.

It's impossible that the design and research of the machinery factory would be better than that of the alliance.

It can't possibly be better than a design that was created with the combined efforts of the entire nation.

"I guess it's to do research and lay the foundation!"

Director Zhang thought so.

This is also what most people think after knowing this.

Including Liu Huaimin, Yang Youning, Chen Gong, etc.

When Yang Xiaotao left, the tent became silent.

Chen Chonghan felt a little embarrassed and didn't know how to start.

Although he said he came to help, he also had to consider the attitude of his leader.

Especially since this is no small matter.

This guy Yang Xiaotao is poaching people in front of his superior. If I agree to it, it would be a slap in the face of my leader.

But if I say I can't go, will my leader think I'm being pretentious? After all, in the current situation, it's obvious that I'm lying.

"Old Chen!"

Just when Chen Chonghan was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, Director Zhang suddenly spoke.

"director!"

"Old Chen, I've made up my mind. When the time comes, you will take four or five people with you and follow Mr. Yang to Sijiu City..."

"No, Director, that's not what I meant..."

"What do you mean? Just listen to me."

Director Zhang interrupted Chen Chonghan and then told him about the matter of borrowing a nest to lay eggs and paying the rent.

And the more I talk about it, the more it makes sense.

"Revolutionary workers are one family. Why should we be so divided?"

“We must have a broad perspective and look at issues from the perspective of the development of the revolution.”

"We should also promote the spirit of unity and friendship, so..."

Chen Chonghan was lying on the bed, looking at Director Zhang who was talking incessantly in front of him. Suddenly he felt that his speaking attitude was so similar to Yang Xiaotao's.

Sijiucheng, Siheyuan.

While the mountain city was raining continuously, the night sky here was also filled with dark clouds.

The difference is that it was like this throughout the whole day, but there was not a drop of rain.

In the middle courtyard.

Qin Huairu and Sha Zhu sat at the table, while Yi Zhonghai and an old lady sat opposite them.

All four of them looked sad and no one wanted to speak.

The reason for this situation is because of the incident involving Jia Zhang.

On the day of the earthquake, Jia Zhang breathed her last.

According to the agreed script, the Jia family's house was acquired and all the belongings in the house became his own, which could be said to have squeezed out every last bit of value.

So, a few people decided to keep everything simple and not have any funeral ceremonies, just like Bang Geng did, and finish it as soon as possible.

This will prevent you from having any unnecessary troubles.

But who would have thought that there would be an earthquake, and Qin Huairu would say that God is blind...

Then, God opened his eyes.

Not only was there an earthquake, but even his house was cracked.

This invisible fear made her dare not speak casually anymore.

Perhaps, there is some truth to the old saying that there is a god above your head.

Just thinking of this, Qin Huairu's fingers couldn't help but clench, and the last scene in her mind appeared again.

"Huai Ru..."

"you you…"

On the bed, Jia Zhang's throat was hoarse and blood was flowing out of both nostrils. She looked very scary.

The lady behind him was so scared that she left immediately, and Yi Zhonghai didn't dare to move forward at this time.

Qin Huairu also wanted to stay away, but Jia Zhang suddenly had a flash of inspiration, grabbed her arm and pulled her to the bedside, letting the blood from her nose flow into her mouth, staining her teeth red. When she opened her mouth, she was like a bloodthirsty devil, right in front of Qin Huairu's face.

"If you dare to have a child, you will give the house to someone else!"

"I, I, our Jia family, curse you in the underworld, and wish you a miserable death!"

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The hand that was holding Qin Huairu fell down, and then Jia Zhang lay on the bed with her eyes wide open.

As she was about to die, a scene from the past suddenly appeared before her eyes.

There, a deaf old lady who had long died was sitting at the table holding an embroidery needle in her hand, dipping it in a brown bottle, then getting up and leaving.

The scene changed and a deaf old lady was sitting on the ground, the embroidery needle in her hand fell to the side, her eyes filled with fear.

After another turn, I appeared and picked up the embroidery needle, and then...

She got it.

I was poisoned by the deaf old lady!

My own death was really unjust...

"Huairu, Huairu..."

Qin Huairu was startled when she heard Yi Zhonghai's voice suddenly and came back to her senses.

"Master."

"Huai Ru, didn't you ask about the situation at the Jia family?"

Qin Huairu listened and then shook her head.

"I asked someone to help take the letter back, and also found someone from the same tribe."

"But now, no one comes!"

Qin Huairu said this with an embarrassed look on her face.

It has now been five days since the earthquake.

Ordinarily, after three days, the body of Lady Jia Zhang should be taken out and laid to rest.

But now, the news has spread, and so many days have passed, but no one has come.

At first she thought it was because of the earthquake and everyone was busy cleaning up and had no time to come.

But now everyone has settled down around Sijiu City, and tomorrow will be the sixth day, so we can't wait any longer.

When Sha Zhu heard this, he curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Look, you old man, what did I say?"

"These country bumpkins are ungrateful bastards. Last time when Jia Dongxu came, they came for food, but this time, they just didn't come."

"And there's a good joke. If it weren't for me and the old man sending it back, it wouldn't even be able to enter the ancestral tomb."

"But if you ask me, this is all Jia Zhang's own fault. If she wasn't so petty and greedy..."

Sha Zhu sat aside and talked to the side, looking like he was not afraid of trouble and did not care about Qin Huairu's feelings at all.

Yi Zhonghai listened in silence.

There has been a lot going on these days. I have to go to the street office to help during the day, and take care of Jia Zhang's affairs when I come back at night.

However, looking at the case of Jia Zhang, not only did no one from Jia's village come to the funeral, but no one from the village helped to arrange the event.

The reason is that the Jia family has lost its lineage.

Without Bang Geng, the Jia family lost its man and no one to break pots.

Perhaps, in the hearts of the villagers, Lao Jia's branch has been extinct.

Who among the villagers would rush to join in the fun?
What's more, Jia Zhang is not popular with people in her daily life. Not only does she rarely hang out in the village, but she also has a lot of bad habits.

Who likes to associate with such people?

If you don’t behave like a human being when you are alive, don’t expect anyone to help you after you die!
this is the truth.

At the same time, this also made Yi Zhonghai realize that he, who had no children, was not much different from Jia Zhang.

If no one took care of him in his old age and saw him off to the grave, he would probably be thrown into a mass grave after his death.

Therefore, Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu in front of them are the opportunity for the old couple.

"Okay, Zhuzi, just say less!"

An old lady interrupted, "No matter what, death is the greatest thing. Be careful!"

Sha Zhu pursed his lips, feeling that he still had a lot to say.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it. I won't say it!"

After saying this, he turned sideways, raised his legs and put them on the chair, patted his calves, and moved his head up and down. He was just about to sing a few lines of opera!

"Huai Ru, things can't always be like this. The weather is getting hot soon, we should bury her as soon as possible!"

The aunt spoke earnestly, and Qin Huairu nodded.

The night was full of dreams. There was a dead person at the door and she dared not sleep at night.

Even people in the hospital have complaints, and it might even be public resentment!

But as for how to deal with it, she didn't know.

She was thinking about sending Jia Zhang's coffin back.

But along the way, it would be a pity to spend money to hire someone.

Lift it yourself. To be honest, Jia Zhang is really heavy. Even Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai don't have the strength to do that.

As for asking people in the hospital for help, even if you don't pay them, you have to have the nerve to do it.

Qin Huairu is very sad.

Over the past year, we sent away Bang Geng and then Jia Zhang. After all, they are relatives.

Why is it so difficult!
"What the aunt said is right. After a long time, this smell..."

Sha Zhu couldn't help but interject again.

Looking towards his home, Jia Zhang's coffin was still at the door.

If he is not sent away quickly, how can he go home and sleep?

Why are you being so shy with Qin Huairu? Why are you going to have a baby?

He only spoke half of the words, but everyone understood the meaning behind them.

"How about this, I have an idea, do you think it's okay?"

Sha Zhu suddenly had an idea and said quickly, "Well, I've been helping to clean up with the old man these past few days, and I heard that the dead can be cremated together this time!"

"Cremation? Cremation?"

Yi Zhonghai screamed in surprise.

Even Qin Huairu looked incredulous.

Nowadays, although some people have proposed cremation, the mainstream consciousness is still burial.

Moreover, the country has no mandatory requirements in this regard. If a family has a choice, no one would be willing to be burned to ashes.

Several people looked at each other, and Yi Zhonghai kept coughing. He thought that if he died, would Sha Zhu also set him on fire?

Immediately, Yi Zhonghai shuddered and looked at Sha Zhu with some unfriendly eyes.

Sha Zhu was unaware of this. "Look, burn it, take out the ashes, put them in a box and put them in the coffin. It's so light now."

"Then I'll go to the coal station and find a coal truck, and bring it to the village, and the matter will be settled!"

Sha Zhu spoke very logically and enthusiastically, even thinking of the subsequent arrangements.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he was shaking. He felt that today's Jia Zhang would be him tomorrow.

But before he could open his mouth to object, Qin Huairu stood up suddenly.

"Zhu Zi is right. I think we should do this!"

In an instant, Yi Zhonghai almost couldn't catch his breath.

The aunt also had a look of horror.